ذَرني أَشَب هَمّي بِراحٍ فَإِنَّني

ذَرني أَشَب هَمّي بِراحٍ فَإِنَّني

أَرى الدَهرَ فيهِ فَرجَةٌ وَمَضيقُ

أَرى الدَهرَ فيهِ فَرجَةٌ وَمَضيقُ

Let me mingle my sorrow with wine, for I

Let me quench my worries with solace, for I see

see that time holds both relief and hardship.

In fate both relief and tribulation.

فَإِنَّ في المَجدِ هَمّاتي وَفي لُغَتي

فَإِنَّ في المَجدِ هَمّاتي وَفي لُغَتي

عُلوِيَّةٌ وَلِساني غَيرُ لَحّانِ

عُلوِيَّةٌ وَلِساني غَيرُ لَحّانِ

For my aspirations lie in glory, and in my language

For in glory lie my concerns, and in my tongue

there is loftiness, and my tongue is not prone to errors in speech.

Is elation, though my speech lacks sweetness.